Posted on February 7, 2008 by scathingbookreviews
The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller is so emblematic of the 1990s that in a “The Simpsons” flashback episode to the early 90s, Homer is seen reading a copy with a tear in his eye. It’s definitely a love it or hate it book, with equal numbers of 5 and 1 star reviews. It certainly tore up the best seller lists back then – these reviews make it clear that some would prefer to jump off a bridge before rereading it:
I despised this book; it is poorly written, with cardboard characters and wooden dialogue, and its only virtue is its brevity
This is a terrible book. An insulting book. A dangerous book. It is so bad, so BAD. that it should have been sealed in foil like that dirty book Madonna put out a few years ago that showed pictures of her doing, uh, stuff.
So why is this book so bad? You might as well ask, why is the ocean so wet?
If you enjoy reading Harlequin Romances while listening to “You Light Up My Life” played on a Hammond organ, then “Bridges” might be for you.
I don’t mean to sound insensitive, but if this book were a horse, I’d have to shoot it.
Pungent Piles of Purple Prose! Pulsing Pangs of Poignant Pain! Perverted Peek at Porno Past!
This book is essentially worthless drivel. “He moves like a gazelle…” ?!? Is the author serious?
It was so sappy and stupid, it should be sold with a supply of Dramamine.
…and short and sweet:
Don’t bother. Your time would be better spent watching All My Children.
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